Two Event Sunday

1. Sunday Girl (10:00 - 15:00)

I spent Sunday with my Sunday girl
At least today she comprised my world
I sang and played while they knelt and prayed
An hour and a half for them was 10 minutes for me
And four turned into two
And we satisfied the hunger in our stomachs
And feasted on a common appetite
And shared secrets usually reserved for friends
And listed while you shared your gripes
All the while it rained
But miraculously ceased when we headed for the street
And twelve turned into two thirty
So I took the long way back
Buying my time
As much time as I can
Maybe you knew
And we talked
And I drove back to your car
The window was partly open in the rain
I offered to dry and possible damage
But you assured me it was of no concern
And then you left faster than you arrived
We satisfied the hunger in our stomachs
But what about the pining in our hearts?
I spent the rest of the day satisfied
But still not complete.

2. Modern Prophet (19:00 - 21:00)

I drove there in the rain
Arrived late as usual
Not enough time to join the crowd
So I was close but viewed remotely
Came to see a modern prophet
Speak of a conflict in which I take no sides
Where ill-derived morality monopolize
Where the other wing dare not speak His name
I've read those words before
And later I shook his hand
And told him about my bigger plans
And how it formed my new identity
Perhaps one day he might help me
So that I might help we

Postscript: thank You for making it possible.